Friday, September 08, 2006

Walking along the path of life,

I became aware of another pair of legs

treading the same weary way,

Another pair of eyes seeing the same dreams I saw,

Another heart loving what I loved,

Another hand in mine,

Sometimes leading, sometimes following,

Another free spirit like me,

Aspiring to fly across unknown realms,

Conquering the very winds,

It is you my friend my guide,

Walking by my side

-------------------- Vidya on 05 september, 2006
Often we measure human intelligence by the amount of facts we know, the math we can do, the books we can read, the music we can play.

Certainly, I don't disagree with any of that, and I'm not trying to say I would want to trade in the education I had for what these Cambodian children do. But there is another type of intelligence that gets developed when one has to survive day-to-day out in the real world before becoming a teenager, when one has to hustle to get by.

Came accross on orkut.worth a thought!